She watched as he tried to reach for his pocket, slightly amused, she had a good idea of what was in it too. He was gonna throw Holy Water at her, or would have if she hadn't been holding him back so well. She wondered how he was dealing with this helpless thing.
"It is. And thats not how this dance goes Sam. I don't let go until you stop bottling this crap up and talk to me. You're acting like a moron"
She pressed her arm in, increasing the pressure just for a moment.
"Is it so hard just to answer what I asked?"
[ooc: Their fail in not leaving word where they were amuses me so much. Ah well Cas knows :p]